Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Zhong Jiuli came back to his senses, followed the sound and walked to the door of the bedroom. With his trembling fingertips, he gently turned the lock and opened the door.

In the room, Song Ci was still lying quietly on the bed, his chest heaving rhythmically, but there was no sign of waking up.

Zhao Yinuo also looked over, but Zhong Jiuli stood in front of her, and she couldn't see clearly, so she asked cautiously, "Did Song Ci wake up?"

Her tone was mixed with unbelievable anxiety and anticipation.

Ye Yunze couldn't help but look over.

Zhong Jiuli didn't answer, he walked in slowly, picked up the mobile phone beside the bed, and stopped the alarm clock.

Only then was Zhao Yinuo able to get a glimpse of the whole picture, her eyes fell on Song Ci's body, and he was laying on the bed obediently and quietly with her fingertips, and the gentle and long breathing sound accompanied his chest quietly rising and falling,

Zhao Yinuo's eyes turned red, Song Ci was really still alive.

She rushed forward, lying on Song Ci's chest, crying and saying, "I thought you were really dead."

However, the person underneath remained motionless, like a dummy with a heartbeat and breathing.

Zhao Yinuo was startled, she raised her head in a daze, looked at Zhong Jiuli, and shouted blankly: "Elder brother?"

However, Zhong Jiuli looked at Song Ci's phone wallpaper in a trance. On it was a photo of them together. In the photo, Song Ci's round eyes were bent into a bridge, and his face was full of smiles.

Zhao Yinuo lowered his head, looked at Song Ci who seemed to be asleep, and asked at a loss: "Song Ci, Song Ci is still alive, right?"

Zhong Jiuli came back to his senses and put away his cell phone. He nodded with a low and forceful voice, "Yes."

After hearing this, Zhao Yinuo seemed to have received a dose of reassurance, she fixedly looked at Zhong Jiuli, and asked again: "Really?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded, his tone still affirmative, "En."

Only then did Zhao Yinuo breathe a sigh of relief, but she didn't dare to ask why Song Ci couldn't be woken up. She lay down and listened to Song Ci's heartbeat in his chest. The sluggish blood flowed again, and her whole body gradually came to life.

She doesn't want to lose anyone anymore.

Ye Yunze's heart was also fluctuating at the moment, and he was immediately relieved when he heard Zhong Jiuli's affirmative "hmm", but looking at Zhong Jiuli's face, it didn't look like he had saved Song Ci.

His eyes couldn't help falling on Song Ci who was lying there quietly, he looked like he was just asleep.

He wished he could fall asleep too, only to wake up to find it was just a nightmare.

At noon, Wen Lan came to the door again, knowing that it was inconvenient for several people to go out, so she brought takeaway.

Everyone had no appetite, but they still ate a few mouthfuls, while Zhong Jiuli half-lyed on the sofa, flipping through the photos of him and Song Ci back and forth.

Wen Lan took his cell phone away, and said bluntly: "Since he is still alive, he must be able to find a way to wake him up. Are you looking at the photos all the time to choose a posthumous photo?"

Zhong Jiuli frowned, his eyes darkened. At this moment, Song Ci's cell phone rang again, and it was still his voice, "Lunch time!"

Wen Lan looked down and couldn't help laughing. She threw the phone to Zhong Jiuli, "You can see for yourself."

Zhong Jiuli took the phone, and the notification bar of the phone displayed the words 'lunch time', and the schedule bar below said, "I will always be with you."

Zhong Jiuli was startled, and Wen Lan handed the boxed lunch in front of him, "Listen to him, let's eat."

Zhong Jiuli gave a low 'hmm', took the lunch box, and started to eat without taste.

I don't know how many traces Song Ci left on this phone. Not long after eating, Song Ci's phone rang again, this time to remind Zhong Jiuli to check a video.

Zhong Jiuli opened the album and found the video.

Song Ci in the video seemed to have just woken up. He lay lazily on the bed, yawned and said slowly, "You should have finished your meal by now, right? As a reward for eating well, Let me sing you a song."

Zhong Jiuli turned off the video, and he got up and walked to the bedroom, where Song Ci was still lying there quietly, seemingly asleep.

He walked to the bed, looked at his sleeping appearance, and said softly: "Can you sing to me after you wake up?"

No one responded.

**

In the afternoon, Yan Wenwen arrived in City Z. He came back so suddenly that no one knew about it except Zhong Jiuli.When he was about to arrive, he called Zhong Jiuli, but it was Lin Chao who came to pick him up.

Zhong Jiuli was so ostentatious that he was easy to be spotted, only Lin Chao didn't know anyone well, and no one noticed when he showed his face.

Yan Wenwen is not very old, just over thirty and a half, but looking at his age, his temperament is extremely calm, and his facial features are as correct as if measured by a ruler, and he has an even and stable temperament, which makes people unable to help at first sight Heartfelt respect.

Lin Chao had seen Yan Wenwen a few times before, but he only nodded his head in greeting. He picked him up in the car and drove to his residence.

On the way, Yan Wendao asked the whole story clearly, and when he heard that Song Ci was still asleep, he secretly frowned and sighed deeply in his heart.

Things have turned into this situation today, which is really unprepared.

After parking the car at the school, after getting out of the car, Lin Chao looked around cautiously, and then carefully took Yan Wendao to the residence.

After going upstairs, he knocked on the door, and after a while, Zhong Jiuli opened the door.

Since Song Ci's accident, the two haven't seen each other again, and it has been three years now.

As soon as Yan Wenwen entered the room, before putting down his luggage, he asked first, "Where is Song Ci?"

Zhong Jiuli brought him into the bedroom, and Song Ci lay quietly on the bed, as if he had no intention of waking up.

Yan Wenwen stepped forward, his usual calm expression finally changed slightly, he stretched out his hand, landed on Song Ci's head, stroked it lightly, he shook his head, smiled helplessly, "Back then your mother wanted to use this method to save you Father, unexpectedly failed, but now you have succeeded, it's a pity—"

He sighed, looked up at Zhong Jiuli, "Song Ci has a special fate, and you are the old enemy of fate. You exchanged your life for him, which is not only saving him but also harming him."

Zhong Jiuli jumped violently, his expression froze, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Yan asked and continued: "There is only one way to wake up Song Ci."

Zhong Jiuli asked eagerly, "What way?"

Yan Wendao fell into deep thought, and after a while, he raised his head, "Replenish the soul." As he was speaking, his eyes fell on the Zhanhun Sword, and after a pause, he said slowly: "Many objects are used for a long time. Yes, if you become popular, you will have a soul, a painting has a painting soul, a sword has a sword soul, and the sword soul can repair Song Ci's damaged soul, but—" Yan Dao sighed again, he Reluctantly said: "Song Ci's physique is extremely yin, and things in the world can only make things worse for him. Only things from the underworld will not hurt his soul."

After speaking, he lowered his head heavily and let out a long sigh.

There was a cold light in Zhong Jiuli's eyes, with a smile on his lips, he calmed down and said, "I have."

Yan Wenwen raised his head suddenly, "Really?"

Zhong Jiuli nodded. He glanced at the sky outside the house and said, "I'll go get it when the sun goes down."

As night fell, Zhong Jiuli got up immediately.

Seeing that he was going out, Zhao Yinuo asked, "Brother, where are you going?"

Zhong Jiuli put on his shoes, "Go back and get something."

Zhao Yinuo couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, "There must be someone guarding there now."

Zhong Jiuli said indifferently: "It's not in the way."

Zhao Yinuo hurriedly followed: "Then I will go with you."

Zhong Jiuli rejected her, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Zhong Jiuli said he would go and come, and he did. He drove to a remote place near the small courtyard in the dark, parked the car, and drove to the small courtyard non-stop.

As Zhao Yinuo said, there were indeed ambushes, but they were all worthless people.Zhong Jiuli quickly cleaned up the people and went straight into the study. After a while, he came out with a sword.

The man lying on the ground was still somewhat conscious. He looked at Zhong Jiuli with hatred and said, "If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise I will never let you go."

Zhong Jiuli paused, but didn't look back. He said coldly, "I didn't kill those people. They were already dead before I killed them. Think about who your enemy is."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Jiuli quickly left without stopping, and returned to the community while the night was dark. It only took an hour to go back and forth.

He handed the sword he picked up in the ghost market to Yan Wendao, and asked, "Is this head office okay?"

I don't know how many years this sword has been buried in the ghost market. The edge of the sword has been devoured by Yin Qi, and the tentacles are bitingly cold.

Yan Wenwen took the sword with a look of amazement. The sword didn't look like a thing from the underworld, but it was full of yin energy. He raised his head to look at Zhong Jiuli, and said, "I'll try."

However, it is not easy to awaken the sword soul when it does not communicate with the sword intent.

Temple of the Earth

Dizang sat in the house reviewing the case as usual, when suddenly, his hand holding the pen paused, leaving several ink marks on the paper.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above the eternal night, his heart trembled slightly.

After a while, he put down his pen and got up slowly.

A follower caught up and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

Dizang said indifferently: "Human world."

Dizang looked at Zhong Jiuli who was stunned, with a cold smile on his face, and said, "Long time no see."

Zhong Jiuli hurried back to his senses. He suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, "Why did Master Ksitigarbha come up?"

Yan Wenwen was also taken aback, but was even more shocked when he heard the word Ksitigarbha, and was stunned for a moment.

Dizang's eyes fell on the sword, Zhong Jiuli was startled, but he still kept his expression calm and asked, "Are you here for this sword?"

Dizang withdrew his gaze and asked bluntly, "Do you want the sword soul of this sword?"

Zhong Jiuli suspected that Ji Zang wanted to return the sword, and was thinking about how to respond. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and begged: "Song Ci is unconscious now, only the sword soul of this sword can save him."

Jizo looked cold, with a sense of alienation at the corners of his eyes and eyelashes. He blinked slowly, with the tails of his eyes half-drooped, unable to tell whether he was happy or disgusted. You have to return this sword to me."